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Monday, June 1, 2015

I
haven’t seen one of my best friends for months.
When I write about him, I call him Chinstrap. I’ve taken a trip to Disneyland with him and
driven from Las Vegas to Laughlin for an overnight trip with him, and he never
fails to amuse me. He always ends up
making a trip into a major adventure.

The
last time I had seen Chinstrap we were both unemployed and rapidly going broke. I did end up getting a new job and as for
Chinstrap, well he found an original way to make a few bucks. I went back to work for a casino, Chinstrap
went to work for a strip joint, or “Adult Entertainment” as he called it.

While
finally finding time to get together and visiting with my friend this last
week, he told me a story about his job that had me laughing almost to
tears. I thought I would share that here
in my blog.

One
of Chinstrap’s duties for this “Adult club” is promotion. He thinks of ways to bring in new patrons to the
strip joint. One way he does this is to
load up a few women into the back of his pickup truck and drive around town very
slowly so the women (who are wearing almost nothing) can hand out business
cards to people on the street. Believe
it or not, he gets a lot of attention doing this. Obviously men love to see scantily clad women
in the back of a truck trying to hand things out.

And
so one night after loading up three women Chinstrap called “Bambi”, “Bubbles”,
and “TaTas” into the back of his truck and driving around, Chinstrap came up
with an idea. Obviously these aren’t the women’s real names. Chinstrap said they were “Dancer nicknames”
except for “TaTas”. He couldn’t remember that girl’s name and she was pretty
well endowed in the chest area, so he just referred to her as TaTas. *chuckle*

Anyway,
on to Chinstrap’s great idea! He decided
that since the Hard Rock Hotel here in fabulous Las Vegas was having some kind
of convention or something going on, he could maybe parade his scantily clad
women through the casino to hand out the business cards. He would get a lot of attention that way! That is true, but you have to understand
casinos don’t like this kind of thing.
That would be like walking into a bakery and trying to hand out business
cards for your fruit shop. It’s a bad
idea. *chuckle* Chinstrap has worked in casino security with
me and knows this is a bad idea. He doesn’t
care, it will get him attention. And so
off he goes to the Hard Rock Hotel.

He
parks his truck in the parking garage and marches his scantily clad women into
the casino. As soon as they enter, TaTas
and the other girls are dancing around and handing out cards and they’re
getting major attention from everyone there, just like Chinstrap wanted. And of course, security also noticed them
right away. Chinstrap sees a man in a
suit approaching him and knows it’s probably one of the security managers. As the manager confronts him, Chinstrap hands
him a business card and their conversation goes something like this:

Man in
suit: You can’t hand these cards out in
here!

Chinstrap: Yes I can.
I’m obviously doing it.

Man in
suit: Do you have a driver’s license?

Chinstrap: Yes.

Man in
suit: Can I see it?

Chinstrap: Why? I’m
not driving.

Chinstrap
knows the man in the suit wants to see his ID so that he can trespass him from
the property. As their conversation goes
on, Chinstrap gets louder and louder drawing more attention from the people
around them. That’s just what he
wants! That’s not what the security
people want. *chuckle* By now a few security officers have shown up
and stop the girls from dancing around and handing out the business cards. TaTas is extremely upset about this! While he is talking to the man in the suit,
Chinstrap begins to notice that TaTas is now taunting the security guards
around them.

“Hey,
I know you want this!” (Tatas slaps her own behind and then begins to jiggle
her ample chest at the security people.)
“Why don’t you just come to the club and pay for some?”

Chinstrap
begins to realize that he’s getting a lot of attention, but it’s probably time
to leave before security calls the police and he ends up in jail. He tells the man in the suit that he will leave
and take the girls with him. They begin
to head for the exit, but TaTas doesn’t want to leave! She begins yelling and screaming and calling
the security people names. She says all
kinds of inappropriate things! Chinstrap
grabs her by the arm and tries to hustle her to the exit before one of the over
anxious security people pulls out handcuffs and tries to cuff her. Finally she begins to walk on her own without
prodding, but asks for the rest of the business cards Chinstrap has. He thinks he’s helping things by giving her
his remaining cards. TaTas then gets the
business cards the other two women had left.

Now
I can almost see this coming. It’s
almost always going to be a bad idea to give an upset woman something to
throw. Chinstrap obviously didn’t think
about this at the time. *chuckle* And yes, as you might have guessed, TaTas waited
until they got to the elevator leading to the parking garage area and then
flung the business cards everywhere.
Some of the cards went down the elevator shaft, some into a couple
elevators that had their doors open. The
elevator lobby is now littered with hundreds of business cards for this “Adult
entertainment” place. I’m certain
security was not happy with this outcome.
Luckily though, Chinstrap made it back to his truck with the girls,
loaded them up and drove away from the Hard Rock Hotel. Just another day, and just another adventure.

His
day ended with Chinstrap trying to explain to the three women why they had been
thrown out of the Hotel. They obviously
couldn’t seem to understand what they had done wrong. *chuckle*
And I’m certain one of these days Chinstrap will try making his way into
another casino. Maybe one of these times
he’ll invite me along and I’ll try to take some video and pictures. Hopefully I won’t end up trespassed from
somewhere myself. *chuckle* But if that happens, it happens. It will probably be well worth the adventure.

Saturday, December 13, 2014

As a writer I’ve almost always written about things in the
world I know. The settings are usually
pretty familiar. There was one exception
to that called Hell Bound where the setting
was a couple of planes of hell, but still Hell was more of a back drop and not
a complete world for the story. Why am I
writing about this? Because I’ve always
admired writers who create their own complete worlds.

One of my writer friends, Katie Salidas, has done
just that and created her own world. (Click on Katie's name to take a trip to her wonderful web site and see all of her great books!) It’s
a world where they still hold gladiatorial games where people fight to the
death. Well, not exactly people. Vampires fight to the death. This is a really new take on the vampire
genre. So how did people not only get
control of the vampires of their world?
You’d have to read her book series to find out!

Katie actually did a bit of backtracking and wrote a prequel to her series called, Initiation, (Click on the book's name to go to the amazon.com link!) which by the way is
free for your Kindle at the moment. Pick
up this little beauty of a book and find yourself in a world that changes the
vampire rules. As far as I know, this prequel is only available on the Kindle.

If you happen to be in the United Kingdom, find the link for
Initiation right here;

From there, Katie moves on to the first book in the series
called Dissension. Though the prequel is a Kindle only book, you
can get the rest of the series a few other places. And so the series begins!

Just click on the book's name and you can find the start of this wonderful series not only on the
Kindle from amazon, but also for your Nook from Barnes & Noble. Here are the links for both Barnes & Noble and also Amazon.uk;

When I reading a book that starts of a series I really hate
waiting for the next book to come out!
It always seems to take forever!
What is the author doing? Luckily
in the case of the Chronicles series, we no longer have to wait for the
books. The series has been finished and
after picking up the first book Dissension, you can move right on to the second
book, Complication.

And here are the Barnes & Noble and amazon.co.uk links for
Complication as well;

And
of course the series continues! With
such a great story you always want more.
You can find yourself really getting attached to these characters. So now we move on to the third book, Revolution. It’s always great when you can just pick up
all these books at once and read through the entire series without
stopping!

Now to give you just a taste of what this series is like, here are a few promotional pictures Katie has made for her series. Take a look and get your interest peeked!

Different...wow. A different character in a different world. Great reading!

Her first day? Sounds like we'll learn quite a bit abut the past in book 4!

Who better to fight in a gladiatorial ring than a vampire with all of those strengths? Katie sets up quite a premise!

Are you ready to fight? Death before dishonor!

And finally I'll end this blog with Katie's premiere picture summing up the series. Life isn't always rosy and happy and sometimes things can be downright grim. But you do what you have to do sometimes... Pick up the series and get hooked on Katie's fantastic writing!

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

There are a lot of dumb things that go on in the world, but
what I’m about to write about is one of the dumbest pieces of news I’ve seen in
my lifetime. First, let me spout off a
bit of personal commentary about gun safety:

During my time in the military and even some time in the
civilian world I made it my business to learn about guns. Not because I really like them (We all like
gun when we’re young, they’re loud, violent and exciting), but because they’re
dangerous. And if you have at least some
knowledge about something dangerous, you can keep yourself a lot safer around
it. Anyway, it’s not very difficult to
tell if a weapon is loaded. You simply
open the firing chamber and look inside.
I know that sounds complicated, but it isn’t. If you own a gun, you should know how to do
this. People that claim they were
cleaning their weapons and end up shooting themselves are morons. Saying “I didn’t know it was loaded” shows
that you aren’t responsible to have a weapon in my opinion. Not checking to see
if a weapon has a bullet in the chamber before “cleaning” it is irresponsible.

Now that I’ve said my piece, let’s move on to baseball. What do guns have to do with baseball? Well let me tell you about an idiot named
Jose Canseco. He was a baseball player
years ago. He hit a lot of homeruns, but was also probably using a bunch of “ability
enhancing drugs”. That means he was
probably full of steroids, but let’s forget that for a second.

Jose made millions playing baseball and eventually wrote a
book called Juiced: Wild Times, Rampant 'Roids, Smash Hits & How
Baseball Got Big.

Think Jose was into some “juicing” now? Anyway, that’s not the major reason I’m
writing about him being stupid. Let’s
move on from baseball and book writing to today. A short while ago Jose was cleaning (ie:
playing with) a gun. The gun went off
and blew his middle finger off his hand.
Jose said he didn’t know the gun was loaded. See my paragraph above about how to check if
a weapon is loaded. Here’s the fabulous
news story:

At least alcohol wasn’t
involved. So now we know that Jose is
that stupid sober. And his lovely
girlfriend would like you to pray for Jose’s finger. But this STILL isn’t why I’m writing about
how dumb this guy is! The story goes on
from here! How is stuff like this
news? Probably because people like me
can’t resist writing about things that are this dumb.

So Jose’s finger has been shot off
and then reattached. Any normal person
would try to learn a lesson from the incident and give their finger time to
heal. Did Jose do this? HELL NO!

I guess Jose was proud about all of
this and was tweeting all about his finger.
He even posted a photo of the bloody, blown off appendage to his twitter
feed, but after realized how gruesome that was, took the photo down a few hours
later. I’m sorry I missed seeing
that. (Actually, I’m not sorry to have missed seeing the finger and I could
care less about Jose’s twitter feed.) It’s
nice that he could take the time to get a photo of his blown off finger before
seeing a doctor.

Anyway, Jose decided to play poker a
bit after that and his finger “fell off” again.
Maybe it was too embarrassed to be attached to this moron anymore? And again after his incessant tweeting he
made the news again. This time because
he began boasting that he will sell the finger on ebay.

My God, really? He honestly thinks someone will want to buy a
detached finger? Just a side note here,
ebay will not allow body parts to be sold on their auctions. I do think he should get rid of the gun. Or who knows, maybe we’ll see nine more of
these news stories? He got himself some
media attention with this stunt, so why not shoot off the other nine
fingers?

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Today my crazy Vegas blog will be guest hosted by my good friend Karenna Colcroft as she showcases her upcoming new book release! Enjoy this post and go out and buy her book! Help support a wonderful author!

Surprise!

When you’re
married to someone, you probably think you know them very well. You’ve been
through the whole dating thing, and now you’re sharing a life, so what could
they possibly say or do that would surprise you?

But no matter
how well we know someone, they can still surprise us. A gift, a suggestion of a
date or activity, or trying something new in bed—or out of it—can be completely
unexpected. And sometimes when we think we know our partner as well as we
possibly could, it’s good to have things shaken up a little.

In my novella Knot Intended, Nolie and Joseph consider
each other soulmates, and Nolie believes she knows all there is to know about
her mild-mannered husband. But when he suggests sexual roleplaying to address
some staleness in their marriage, Nolie is completely taken off-guard. And the
lengths Joseph goes to in order to fulfill Nolie’s fantasy are far beyond
anything she would have guessed he’d be willing to do.

Being married
does mean knowing a lot about each other, but sometimes it’s good to surprise
your partner. It might make things better than you could imagine.

Nolie and Joseph
have a good marriage. They're still in love, have everything they need, and
their careers are in good shape. But lately their sex life and time together
has taken a back seat. One morning, Joseph brings up the changes in their sex
life and expresses a desire to spice things up. With his encouragement, Nolie
confesses her darkest fantasy: Being kidnapped, bound, and "forced"
to have sex with her "captor."

She assumes
Joseph will forget the fantasy or decide it's better off left as something to
talk about, but a week later, Joseph brings Nolie's fantasy into reality. Nolie
is not only excited about the role play, but Joseph's willingness to fulfill
her fantasy reminds her of how much they love each other and how much priority
they need to put on their marriage.

“You’re just a
scared little whore.” He set the belt on the bed, went to the minifridge
beneath the TV, and took out two bottles of water. “You’re lucky I’m thirsty
too. Otherwise I wouldn’t give a shit what you thought.”

Nolie knew
better. No matter how deeply into character Joseph was, he wouldn’t let her
faint from dehydration. She decided she was better off not arguing with him,
though.

He opened one of
the bottles and held it to her lips far more gently than she would have
expected. As he tipped the bottle, she drank nearly half the contents before
she leaned back to let Joseph know she was finished.

He drained the
rest of the bottle, then tossed it toward the trash, setting the remaining
bottle on the bureau. “Back to fun now,” he said. He picked up the belt again
and ran the buckle down each of Nolie’s arms.

She shivered at
the light, tickling touch.

“Sexy bitch,”
Joseph murmured. “Nice toned arms. I wonder what you’d do if I smacked them.”
He tapped the belt on her left bicep.

“I’m not into
pain,” Nolie said.

“I didn’t give
you the choice, did I?” He raised the belt and brought it down but stopped
before it touched her skin. “You’d best remember who’s in charge here, got it?”

“Got it.”
Adrenaline coursed through Nolie’s veins, and she breathed deeply, trying to
slow her racing heart. For a moment she’d believed Joseph really would hit her.
She still wasn’t entirely convinced he wouldn’t.

Friday, November 7, 2014

Are you
ready for an analogy? Men are like rocks
and women are like internal combustion engines.
There are many different kinds of men, but we’re basically the
same. We’re usually simple. There are all kinds of women too, and most of
them are extremely complicated and made up of thousands of parts. Does this sound right? Well it is.

I’ve
made mistakes with women, and had a few victories with them, but I will in no
way claim to be an expert in how the female mind works. I’ve made one girl so angry that she canceled
a date we had arranged and refused to go out with me. I’ve also bought a different girl a gold
bracelet for her birthday and watched as she lit up with happiness. I’ve gotten dirty looks and smiles, been
given kind words and swore at, and have seen quite a few sides of quite a few
women. So let’s go over things that I’ve
surmised over the years about how a woman’s mind works.

Here’s
a nice example: Two people work in the
same office, Tom and Jannis. They walk
into the office in the morning ready to start work. Tom looks at Jannis and says:

“Good morning Jannis,
nice boots! I really like those!”

Jannis
smiles and replies:

“Thank you very much Tom,
they’re new.”

Both
Tom and Jannis go to their work desks to start their work day and here is what
starts going through Jannis’ mind:

He said he liked the boots. Did he look at the rest of me? Should I have said more back to him? I’ll bet he didn’t even look at my hair! I spent all morning fussing with this hair
and he can’t even look at it. Did he
mention the new blouse? Of course not,
he was just looking at the boots. Why
would he bother to look at my blouse when he didn’t even look at my hair? Was he waiting for me to say more? Does Tom like me? Do I like Tom? I don’t know if I like Tom. Tom is always nice when I see him. I wish he would have said something about my
blouse, but then why would he? He doesn’t
look at my chest. He’s always too busy
staring at that whore Kim’s chest! All
the men stare at her chest and she’s always throwing those tits out so everyone
can see them! Is she after Tom? Probably, she seems to be after every other man
she sees. What a bitch, I really hate
her!

I’ve
been told things like this will go through a woman’s mind in just a few
seconds. So how did she go from “nice
boots” to “Kim is a whore”? What the
hell? If you want to look at it from Tom’s
side, more than likely he was thinking:

Wow, she has on nice boots. I wonder if the coffee has been made yet?

He’s
not wondering if Jannis likes him, he wants some coffee. Does he look at Kim’s cleavage? Of course he does! We all look at cleavage, ladies! You know that and we know that! It’s a fact of life! We like cleavage. But after telling Jannis she had on nice
boots, Tom moves on with his day. We do
that, men say something and then move on.
Women will sit for hours trying to analyze what men mean about one
sentence. Usually we just mean we liked
the boots. *chuckle*

Here’s
another example; Tom and Jannis start
going out together. Tom tells Jannis
that he’s going to help a friend work on a car and will come over to see her
around noon. Jannis waits and waits, but
there is no sign of Tom. She calls his
cell phone a few times, but there’s no answer.
Here we go in jannis’ head again:

Oh my God, I hope nothing’s happened to
him. Should I call the police? He wouldn’t do something stupid and get
arrested, would he? No he wouldn’t. Maybe he’s in the hospital. Or maybe he got hurt working on the car and
no one was there to help him? Maybe both
he and his friend got hurt? Who did he
say he was with? I don’t remember his
friend’s name! Did Tom even tell me his
friend’s name? Oh my God, what do I do
if something’s really happened? Why won’t
he call me! Or at least answer his phone
when I call him! What is wrong with him! Maybe he went to a bar. Did he meet some floozy and is spending time
with her instead of coming to see me?
Why would he do that? If he’s not
hurt, I’m going to hurt him myself!

Tom
finally shows up at Jannis’ house at three o’clock. By now she’s furious. She yells “WHERE WERE YOU? I WAS WORRIED SICK!” at him. Tom has no idea why she’s so angry. He tries to explain that he was working on a
car with his friend like he told her he was going to be doing. She says that he was supposed to show up at
her house at noon, not whenever the hell he feels like it! Tom is still clueless. So he’s a bit late. He got carried away with the car and forgot
the time. He can’t understand why she’s
so upset. And then here comes the
complicated part. Jannis looks at Tom
and says the “F" word:

FINE, you just spend all the time you want
with your stupid friends!

Fine is
never a good word to hear from a woman.
I would rather have a woman call me all kinds of profanity than hear her
say the word fine. Fine to a man means
you’re ok. Fine from a woman means the
world is ON FIRE! Win her or loser her
right here, boys.

So now
Tom tries to make things better by apologizing.
He says he’s sorry and it won’t ever happen again. He’ll make sure he calls her next time. Meanwhile Jannis is sitting on the couch with
her arms crossed. A woman with her arms
crossed is usually a bad sign, too. She
looks away from Tom and says that horrible word again;

Fine.

Tom gives
Jannis a curious look and asks, “So, we’re good then?” Jannis continues to stare off into space
refusing to look at Tom and says;

Absolutely, we’re fine.

Tom is
in deep shit. Now a small part of the
male brain is sending out alarm signals telling Tom that thing are not
right. Jannis keeps saying the “F” word,
but she doesn’t seem like she’s “fine” at all.
Tom was just a few hours late.
This doesn’t make any sense to him.
Now Tom stands there for a few seconds like a deer caught in some
headlights. (If you aren’t familiar with
what that means, it means he just stands there not knowing what to do next.) He’s absolutely stunned and doesn’t know what
to do. If a man is late to his buddy’s
house, the buddy usually won’t care. Hell,
if we’re going out, sometimes we’ll even leave the late guy behind! Then when we see him the next day we tell him
how great a time we had without him! But
we don’t get mad usually. Shit happens
and men move on. Women don’t move on.

They
may say they’ll move on, but they don’t.
Even if Tom sits down and talks to Jannis and gets her to forgive him
for being late, years later she’s going to bring up the fact that he was three
hours late that day and throw it right back in his face. Oh yes, women will keep things in the back of
their minds for years, decades even!

Damn you Ernie! Don’t think I’ve forgotten that day in 1901
when you fed my horse beans and she couldn’t stop farting! You’re a rotten old bastard!

I don’t
mean to pick on all the bad things women do.
But these are just some of the complicated parts of them. If you see me and say “Damn Robert, your hair is really thinning out on top!” I’m not
going to be offended. My hair is
thinning. I’m not happy about that, but
it’s a fact of life. I’ll agree with you
and move on with my day. If you look at
a girl and say to her, “Wow, what
happened to your hair?” you’ve just ruined her entire day. Maybe even her week. Or month.
Or as I said above, she may remember you said that for decades. She may pretend to shrug off the remark, but
I guarantee you most women will find a mirror somewhere and look at themselves
to try and figure out what is wrong with their hair. There’s really nothing wrong with it, but
they can’t believe that. Some idiot said
there was and now they have to figure out what it is.

I’ve
had women tell me “Thank you” and
give me a kiss on the cheek. What the
hell did I do to earn that? Only they
know. If I try asking, “What was that
for? I get some cryptic answer like “Just
for being you” or “It doesn’t matter”. And to further complicate things, I’m sure
there are other women who see that and then start thinking things like,

Oh my God, look at that hussy! She just kissed him! Does he like her? Are they going out? Should I go kiss him? I wonder what he would do if I did? Do I want to kiss him? I don’t know.
What would she do if I kissed him?
Are they together? I didn’t think
they were, but now I’m not sure. Should
I ask?

And
there’s another complicated thing about women.
Whether they admit it or not, they get jealous. I can understand if a woman is going out with
a guy and sees another woman flirting with him.
That’s easy to get upset about.
But if you have a guy who is just a male friend and a girl talks to him,
sometimes women will get upset over that!
I’ve had female friends say things to me like,

You don’t really like her, do you? She’s not your type. You might want to think twice before you hang
around with her again. She’s just not
right for you. You deserve better.

What
the hell is with all the judgment? Maybe
I DO want a date with Kim (with the huge cleavage)! Maybe she is my type! Is my friend being protective, or
jealous? Sometimes it’s hard to say. I’ll be honest with you and say that when I’ve
had single female friends and see them talking to guys I get jealous. I’ll usually keep my mouth shut, but I will
admit to being jealous. Women play that
kind of thing off, though.

No I’m not jealous! Fine, go out with her! See if I care!

Alarms
going off in my head again. She said the
“F” word! And what does it mean when she
says, “See if I care”? She obviously cares, or she wouldn’t have
said anything. And what’s with the “fine”
remark? This is now getting overly
complicated! Some girls want to be
friends and stay platonic, but if you try to go out with another girl, they get
all bent out of shape! I find myself in
trouble just for talking to another girl!
*chuckle*

I have
a lot of female friends in my life now through Facebook. I probably won’t understand them as much as I’d
like, but I do love them all. So if I’m
ever stupid, or make mistakes, forgive me.
And please don’t use the “F” word with me if you can help it. I don’t like the alarm bells in my head when
I don’t know how to shut them off.
*chuckle*

Thursday, November 6, 2014

What
happened to werewolves? I’ve always
liked werewolves, but our idea of them has changed so much since I was a
kid. The werewolf started out in 1941 in
a really old movie called The Wolf Man.
I’ve never seen the film myself, but it stared Lon Chaney Jr. as the
Wolf Man. There were no packs in this
and the whole thing was about a curse I think.

Move
forward a bit and the myth of lycanthropy becomes more portrayed in movies and
books. In 1981 I went to the movies to
see a flick called The Howling. This
werewolf movie had a sort of pack of werewolves. Bear with me, it’s been a loooooong time
since I’ve seen this movie. I do
remember I loved it. The werewolves weren’t
good guys, even though they ran in a sort of pack, they were still killing
machines. None of them were nice, or
protective, or social. They killed, and
that was that.

In 1981
one of my all time favorite movies also had a werewolf in it, An American
Werewolf in London. Again, the werewolf
wasn't social, or protective, it killed everyone it could. The human character becomes quite disturbed
when he finally realizes the truth that it's him going on a killing spree
during the full moon. This movie has one
of the all time best scenes of changing into a werewolf ever made!

I know this video isn't the highest definition, but movies weren't made in high def back then. Imagine if they re-made this move today! I'm not a fan of remakes, and if this movie was remade I would probably be upset and certain it would never be as good as the original, but they could do all kinds of effects for the werewolf with video tricks now a days! If you like werewolves and haven't seen this movie, find it NOW! The music is fantastic, too!

Want a
quick video that shows basically what the movie is about? Beware, there are parts of this clip that are
a bit graphic. Note the part with the
English policeman in the theater, you only see the werewolf for a few seconds,
but it’s actually pretty frightening!

Whenever I think of a werewolf, that's what I think of. This version is so popular, that in 2013 the Universal Orlando theme park had an American Werewolf in London themed haunted house! I really wish I could have walked through that one. I know it more than likely would have scared the socks off of me, but I would have loved it anyway! (I think my niece needs to come with me into any haunted house I enter. *chuckle*)

I have
a bluray of An American Werewolf in London and one of my favorite stories from
the extra features is about when the two Americans are first attacked by the
werewolf. You see the one kid on the
ground as the werewolf attacks him and it really looks violent. The story goes that the wolf head was a huge
puppet and when the director said “action”, instead of letting the actor
pretend he was being attacked, the puppeteer just beat the hell out of the
actor with the puppet. The director
loved it and so when you see that scene, the guy is really trying to defend
himself while this wolf head is smacking and biting him! *chuckle*

But on
to what’s happened to werewolves. I have
a few friends who have written about them, but they seem to see werewolves in a
different light than I do. They see them
as pack friendly and sometimes even as heroes.
I’m not sure if my friends would like me putting their books on here
when I’m going on and on about how werewolves should be monsters and not
puppies, so I won’t mention any names.
But honestly, what happened to stories about the maniac creature who
kills every time the moon is full?
Stephen King wrote about a werewolf, believe it or not. His story was made into a low
budget flick called Silver Bullet, but it had a great story!
Stephen King always has such good characters in his stories. Here’s a trailer of that one:

A lot of the movie (and story) is about trying to figure out who the werewolf really is. When you finally find out who it is, it's quite a revelation! Someone you might not expect to be a ravenous killing machine. *chuckle* But again, the werewolf doesn't have a pack and just kills everyone it can.

I won’t
even go into the movies and books from Twilight and the Underworld series
because I haven’t watched them. I refuse
to watch any of the Twilight movies on general principle. I can ask my niece about them, she’s read the
books and seen the movies. But then I
think that’s more of a teenage girl thing.
And again, in these movies even though some of the werewolves may be bad
guys, they still run in packs.

I
wonder where people got this kind of thing from. Since when would something that is considered
a curse or disease lead you to being part of a pack? It’s not like leprosy where you’re just
trying not to infect other people. In
most of the werewolf stuff I like, the character who is the werewolf is in
denial at first and refuses to believe that he transforms. By the time they realize what they’ve become,
someone ends up killing them.

Ok,
enough ranting about werewolves for today.
Go and watch a good werewolf movie.
I know my niece won’t watch An American Werewolf in London with me. I’ve asked her and she’s never shy about
telling me no. That’s not her kind of
stuff, but then since I won’t watch Twilight with her, she’s within her right
not to want to watch a movie about an insane killing lycanthrope with me. *chuckle*